Royals

Royals

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James Rhys, the 25 year old Crown Prince of Agramonté, a small European country, has long set into his role as just that, a Prince. But when his oldest brother, Jelani, the soon-to-be King, decides to step away from the royal life at the beginning of social season, James' usual mingling and photo ops, are packed on when he is now forced to find a wife by the end of the season. One final trip across seas as a single man leads James in the heart of New York City wIth his two best friends, Maxwell and Percy, where he meets Blaze Devoil, a 24 year old bartender. Blaze would've never thought her small bartending job would have her crossing path with a Prince. The night James sat in one of the booths at her bar she felt a connection that she never felt with anyone. So when she was given the opportunity to fly across the world and compete for James' hand amongst socialites and royals, she didn't hesitate. But life in the royal circle isn't just tiaras and ball gowns. Blaze quickly learned the hard way that everything that glitters is not gold. Between overbearing press, jealous royals, and a pool of scandals, and many secret outings with the Prince, Blaze realizes there may never be such thing as a, "Happy Ever After."
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"Merlin has-" The ghost of Uther Pendragon has told Arthur that Merlin has magic. Arthur struggles to deal with it, until he's forced to once Camelot has a familiar new visitor. ~ Morgana crooned to the guard, her words cold but soothing, smile apparent in her voice. The sharp clicks of boots snapped against the cold dungeon air as a high-headed, cold-hearted sorceress stood proudly in front of the old man. Dark hair, wild like a bloodthirsty animal, contrasted sharply against her pale, creamy skin. A dangerous smile lingered on her lips, watery green eyes gleaming with malice as she tilted her head to survey her prisoner with mock sympathy. ~ Heads up, this fic is as straight as a ruler, so don't be expecting gay smut. I warned you!

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